Ino kept rambling about her leg got bitten by an insect two hours ago, which she don't even care about, actually she kind of squished it. I pretended to nod everytime she finishes her sentence as I flipped through my assigment. I sighed, knowing the fact that we're in Starbucks and her loud voice starts to annoy people surrounding us and beside, I can't concentrate on my book. I'll re-read it again later, I noted myself.
"Look! It even leaves my leg a big, circly reddish mark. Oh God, It's so disgusting." She whined and circling the mark. "Ino, put on some antiseptic on it and whatnot." I half mumbled under my breath and reached out to get my latte. " What?" She looked at me warily. "Nothing."
She rolled her eyes and going back to her dumb, not-really-serious leg as she started to mumble something. 'bill-board head' was the only thing I managed to capture. After a preganant silence, I said "I notice Shikamaru haven't change abit." I stopped to look at her head jerking up abit but didn't looked at me, I can sense that she was really attracted to this matter. "He still don't spend most of his time with you." I continued, studying her futher reaction.
She looked up and catch my stare, before she sighed and said "He does spend time with me, it's just that," She paused. "What?" I asked her. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Ino, come on. I looked at the way he treated at you. It's horrible. You don't deserve him." I told her. Without a hesitation, Ino slammed the table, I looked at her nervously, knowing she would say something bad in return. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HE REALLY IS, SAKURA! I'M FINE WITH THAT."
I, either, didn't hesitate to raise my voice at her. "He's toyi-", "Don't you tell me that I'm his toy! I'm not and He loves me. You know that, Sakura." I notice a tear came out slowly, Ino ran out leaving me cursing under my breath and left an unbroken silences from the people around untill she was off their sight. I can blame myself for what just happened, for now.
I sat on the couch, watching some lame 90's sci-fi movie about Gozilla, and whatnot. My parents are out, they don't spend time alot around the house. Going out early and Going in late of the house, they don't even bother checking what is their only girl doing alone most of the time. Dad, is a lawyer in Aberdeen, South Dakota, which where I'm living right now. My mother, as busy as she is, sometimes she don't back home unless for dinner, work as a Surgeon.
Most of time, I crave for their attention. They never have an hour or more to spend with me, they all up to work. I cooked their food, for God's sake. I could use some appreciation. I leaned back against the couch, swifting my eyes from the tv and closed them, waiting to dismiss those horrible thoughts.
It's been few hours after my incident with Ino at Starbucks, I ought to think that I should kill myself for saying those words for her. Maybe Shikamaru does love her. Probably he's just disturbed with his personal problems. I should apologize to Ino as soon, I couldn't stand the guilty builded up in my veins. While dialing her number, it straight to voicemail. Her phone is off, I thought. Probably she knew that I wanted to apologize. Probably I started to know that I was wrong at all.
Second ticked as I lift myself to the kitchen, feeling abit hungry. I prepared myself for a good mushroom soup to regulate my temprature. It was winter this time, christmas was getting nearer as the year began to end it's count. This year rather seems dull and surreal because all the same stuffs are repeating it's cue all over again.
The oven make its sound as the mushroom soup is ready. Bowl and my favorite spoon perfectly aligned on the wooden table, after pouring it, I sat quietly on the chair, glancing around the surrounding. Gloomy and colourless aroma of winter, there no one but me in the kitchen. I had to go through silences in my life, waiting for sound to whisper.